Calling Back My Energy: A Journey Through Art and Self

Today marks the last day to experience my exhibit at the Anderson Museum of Art with Mrs. C. As this chapter comes to a close, I’ve been reflecting on the journey my art has taken—through every venue, every connection, and every story shared. Each exhibit has traveled, offering the world a glimpse of my work, my inner self, and my creative process. But now, I feel a shift—a calling back of my energy, a grounding in what matters most.

Up to now, my exhibits have been about sharing. They’ve allowed me to connect with others, to invite people into my world and see my joy in creating. But I realize now that their true purpose has been for me. They’ve shown me that my art is my joy. The process of imagining, building, and crafting brings me peace and fulfillment.

Stitching of Consciousness

When someone else “gets it,” it’s a beautiful moment, but I’ve come to understand they don’t have to. I don’t create to be understood; I create for myself. The act of creating is enough. My art doesn’t need to bring an income to have value—it holds worth simply because it brings me joy. This realization may sound self-centered, but for me, it’s clarity.

In many ways, my work mirrors the Buddhist practice of impermanence. Each piece is created with intention, shared with the community, and then returned to its essence. Some exhibits will be disassembled, their components upcycled into something new, continuing the cycle of sustainability that has always been at the heart of my art. Though the physical works may fade, the memories, emotions, and stories they’ve sparked will live on in those who experienced them.

As I pause to reflect, I’m stepping back from traveling exhibits—unless new opportunities arise that truly align with this next season of my life. This time is for me: to relax, to reflect, and to seek clarity on what comes next. Is it here in Anderson, or somewhere new? I’m not sure yet.

What I do know is this: my art has given me everything I need. It has proven to me that my joy lies in the process, in the act of creating something meaningful. And for that, I am endlessly grateful.

Thank you for being part of this journey. Your support, encouragement, and connection have meant the world to me. As I look ahead, I trust that the next step will reveal itself in time.

Granny Chrissy